Wednesday, May 14, 2008

One of Those

I read a lot of blogs, one of which deals with waiting tables and the idiocy of customers. Normally, the author of the blog will give hilarious examples of supreme idiocy from the other side of the fence. This time I have a story about idiocy from a server.

Last week, my brother was in town for a week with his girlfriend (now fiance, he proposed while here). On Tuesday, we went to this Irish pub that is about 8 blocks from my house. I love the place, it's new, and very cozy. We went so that we could get furschnickered and walk home. I had been raving about this place to him since before he came up. So he and his girl, and my guy and I, went on up to the pub.

Now, part of the reason I wanted to go there, was that they have Belhaven Twisted Thistle on tap.

We get there, sit down, and start to order. When it came my turn, I ordered the above.

"I'd like a pint of Belhaven Twisted Thistle, please."

"All the beer is warm." the server flatly states.

"ALL of the beer is warm?" I ask.

"Well, the bottles are cold."

Hmmm, ok. Just need to look over the beer list, which I do not have. So I look over to the coolers and think I see a Newcastle.

"Do you have Newcastle?" I inquire.

"Umm, yes.......no."

Let me interject and say that the server was in no way suggesting a beer, or even listing what they might have, nor offering a list. Then my brother decides to give me a little shit.

"Why do you always have to be so difficult?" he ribs me.

At that precise moment, the server rolls her eyes and says, "I get at least one of those a night."

What?

'One of those?' First off, I am not a difficult person at all. My brother was giving me a hard time, which he always does when we mess around. I finally just choose a beer they more than likely have, and the server leaves to get our drinks. Needless to say, I am a bit ticked off at the fact that she openly insulted me, so we decide to go outside to the patio area, debating on leaving because of her behavior. I do not go to an establishment to be insulted.

Let me ask a question here....if your living depended on tips, would you openly insult a customer? Especially a 4 top that just sat down? I don't think so. Oh, and it got better.

Throughout the meal, she complained to us ABOUT serving us. Then she complained about the music in the pub. Sarah McLaughlin. We were all pretty peeved at this point, so my brother decides to run with it.

"Sarah McLaughlin? I love her! What is wrong with Sarah McLaughlin?" he chides.

"It's music to slit your wrists to."

You have got to be kidding me.

We get the bill after getting griped at by her because we asked for to-go boxes. We asked for them because we were leaving as we had enough of this girl. Sensing something was amiss, the owner appeared at our table and asked us how everything was. Well, I let him know. I also added that I had operated a restaurant/bar myself, so I knew what I was talking about. I handed the guest check book to the owner and said, "I normally tip 20-30%, but this time I only tipped 10% and a written tip at the bottom of the charge slip.....'Tip: Don't call the paying customer "one of those."'

To be quite honest, she was lucky to get 10%. Most would have left nothing after being treated so badly throughout the meal. But hey, I am not a cold-hearted bitch, just "One of Those".

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